Chapter 41 The Little Prince is Shy
"Is there anyone as unrestrained as you? Do you want to kill me?" Ye Qingyu shouted angrily. Qing Yi was like a madman last night. No matter how much he begged for mercy, he would not let go. He felt that apart from his face, there was no good place on his body.
"Hey! Xiao Ye, although you are a young prince, you should also be reasonable, okay? Tell me honestly, who started it last night? I was sleeping soundly, and you touched and kissed me, and even gave me..." When it comes to arguing, I'm afraid few people can win over Qing Yi.
"Shut up, don't say anything!" Ye Qingyu covered her head with the quilt, feeling too embarrassed to face anyone. How could she do such a thing?
"Hahahahahaha, open it up a little to let some air in, don't suffocate." Qing Yi reached out to pull the quilt off Ye Qingyu's head.
"It's so embarrassing!" Ye Qingyu finally expressed his true feelings.
"Hahahaha, it's not shameful, not shameful! You don't know how well you did!" Qing Yi did not hesitate to praise Xiao Ye, wondering where he could find such a good thing. He also hoped that Xiao Ye could keep up the good work and continue to live up to his expectations!
Ye Qingyu glanced at Qing Yi's arrogant and smug smile. Was he truly overjoyed? Was he really that serious? Qing Yi often smiled, but he had never seen such a smile that radiated such excitement.
"Oh, forget it. It's rare for him to be so happy. Let him show off." Ye Qingyu secretly comforted himself in his heart.
"Don't dawdle anymore. Go back and get some sleep. They should be here soon." Ye Qingyu said in a muffled voice.
"You go to sleep first, I'll leave when you fall asleep." Qing Yi responded softly.
Ye Qingyu was truly exhausted and soon fell into a light sleep. He didn't know when Qingyi had left. When he woke up again, it was already bright outside and he could still hear footsteps and voices outside.
"Is the young prince feeling unwell? Why hasn't he woken up yet?" came the voice of a little palace maid.
"Should we report this to the Emperor and ask the imperial physician to come and take a look?" Another female voice also seemed a little worried.
As they were talking, Qingfeng and Qingyi came back.
Earlier, Qing Yi saw that Ye Qingyu was still asleep, so he quietly left.
As soon as they arrived at the side hall, they saw Qingfeng who had already woken up. The two looked at each other. Qingyi scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said with a silly grin, "Qingfeng, you're up so early!"
"Do you want to take a bath? There is a hot spring pool behind the palace, which is where the young prince takes a bath." Qingfeng was no longer surprised that Qingyi got up so early, and he kindly reminded him.
Qingfeng's reminder reminded Qingyi of something he had forgotten. He'd been so excited that he'd forgotten to bathe Xiaoye. Going back to get him some water would surely wake him up, so it would be better to wait until he woke up.
Qingfeng took Qingyi to the bathing pool and kindly helped him keep watch outside. After a while, Qingyi came out, and the two of them competed again before returning to the front hall to see if the young prince had woken up.
"Is the young prince still not awake?" Qing Yi asked.
"Yes, I have been serving here for a long time, but the young prince has not summoned me." The little palace maid replied.
"I'll go in and take a look." Qing Yi said as he strode in.
"Xiaoye, it's time to get up and stop sleeping!" Qingyi came to the bedside and looked at the person who was still sleeping. This person was really not honest when sleeping. The quilt was pressed under him, and his clothes were half open, revealing stains.
"Stop making noise, I have a headache." Ye Qingyu turned over, leaned inside, and murmured.
"Headache?" Qing Yi stretched out his hand and touched Ye Qingyu's forehead, "It's so hot!"
"This...this..." Qing Yi was stunned. Xiao Ye seemed to have a fever. He had very little experience with illness. The last time he had a fever was because he was injured while saving Xiao Ye.
Qing Yi didn't know what to do, and Qingqing was not there, so he had to tug up Ye Qingyu's somewhat disheveled clothes, pull the quilt over him, and then go out to ask for help.
"How is the young prince?" When the people outside saw Qing Yi coming out with a bad look on his face, they asked hurriedly.
"Well... he has a fever." Qing Yi said in a low voice, his face full of self-blame.
"The young prince has a fever? Oh, this... I will quickly report to the emperor and ask him to invite the imperial physician to take a look." The young eunuch said worriedly.
"Huh?" Qing Yi looked at Qing Feng. Is this okay? Wouldn't it be bad if the emperor knew? What if the imperial physician came and found something? It would be hard to explain.
"It would be better to ask the young prince for instructions first. It would not be appropriate to disturb the emperor rashly." Qingfeng stopped the timid little eunuch.
"Then Lord Qingfeng, please go and ask the young prince for instructions. We cannot afford to be punished if we do not report the young prince's illness!" said the young eunuch worriedly.
"Yeah." Qingfeng responded and entered the bedroom.
"Master, how are you feeling? Do you need a doctor to check your pulse?" Qingfeng asked softly. Qingyi followed in, knowing that it must be his lack of restraint last night that had caused Xiaoye to be so exhausted.
"No, I want to take a shower." Ye Qingyu was already half asleep, and he heard some of what the people outside said. In addition, Qing Yi came in and woke him up. He was instantly much more awake, but he had a headache, body soreness, and the sticky feeling after making love.
"Are you going to the palace or the bathing pool? I'll have someone prepare it." Qingfeng asked.
"Here." Ye Qingyu felt that it would be difficult for him to walk to the bathing pool. He couldn't ask someone to carry him there.
"Yes." Qingfeng responded and went out to have things prepared. Qingyi then sat down beside the bed, stroking Ye Qingyu's hand, and said with a face full of self-blame: "Xiaoye, it's my fault, I was wrong, I shouldn't have..."
"You, be quiet!" Ye Qingyu had a severe headache.
"Let me give you a massage." Qing Yi placed his fingers on Ye Qingyu's head and massaged him gently. Ye Qingyu indeed felt much more comfortable.
"Master, the bath tub is ready." Qingfeng prepared the bath tub and warm water behind the screen.
"Help me over there." Ye Qingyu ordered. Of course, the person he ordered was definitely not Qingfeng, but Qingyi, who had a guilty look on his face.
"Okay." Qing Yi stood up after hearing that, bent down and hugged Ye Qingyu around the waist.
"Hey, who told you to hold me? Put me down!" Ye Qingyu tried to struggle to get down. Although he had a fever and was a little confused, he knew in his heart that Qingfeng was still there. Qingyi just held him up like that, not caring about his image as a little prince.
"Don't move!" Qing Yi tightened his arms and whispered.
Qing Yi came behind the screen and saw a large bathtub. The water inside was steaming warm, and rose petals were floating on it...
His apologetic expression suddenly changed, and he almost laughed out loud, "Did Qingfeng prepare this? Why are there flower petals in it?"
At this time, Qingfeng had quietly retreated outside and asked people to prepare food.
Qing Yi pulled Ye Qingyu's shirt open and gently carried him into the tub. The marks on his body were too obvious, instantly reminding him of the detoxification, their first time. Back then, he was overwhelmed and out of control, and Xiao Ye's body was in the same state of devastation.
Qing Yi felt a little distressed. He really shouldn't have done this. Xiao Ye was very tolerant. He was such a noble person and had such a cold personality, yet he tolerated himself in such a situation.
Ye Qingyu let Qingyi bathe him and clean the traces left by last night. He was no longer the high and mighty Little Prince of Northwest Chu Qingyu, he was the beloved one of the person in front of him.
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